Recently rewatched the series. It remains the benchmark for modern television writing. The character development is nothing short of stunning. It's also way funnier and more poignant that I had remembered.

An in-depth character analysis about wealthy but emotionally conflicted dwellers in 50s NYC, who remorsefully try to undo the pain they had repeated inflict on those they love. For reasons unbeknownst to them, history repeats itself despite their sincerest intention to change.

Among the finest series I've ever watched. Does the final season not quite live up to the rest of the series? Perhaps, but anyone who tells you it fell off for the last 2-3 seasons could not be more wrong. Few shows in this era of television can match it in terms of storytelling, iconic characters, and a sense of time and place. An absolute masterpiece from start to finish.

Quote: "From the boardroom to the bedroom". This quite summarizes the entire series. Harvey Weinstein, the rapist, he would have found pleisure at these days. It's only 50-60 years ago and it is astonishing to see how women are treated. And how they themselves behaved... Apart from that it's about alpha-man behaviour, sex, greed, betrayel & fashion. Masterpiece.

Impeccable, peerless care toward writing, acting, art, and direction. A "golden standard." So many memories. Questionable in places, however Matthew Weiner slyly relishes in the subversion of audience expectation. A rebel from The Sopranos, he confidently weaves an American patchwork that speaks to the hard-won soulfulness of expressing individual identity. A piece for sinking teeth.

When critics praise TV series for having "cinematic quality", they miss what can make the format unique. Yes, the final seasons of Mad Men are not on the same level as the initial ones. But when it goes well, it's brilliant - specifically because it uses the potentiality of its episodic format to the fullest, like very few series do.

Only a tv show is capable of delving this deep into a mans character and psyche. An amazing accomplishment that is ostensibly about the swinging 60s and the allure of Manhattan and the world of advertising but actually one of the great philosophical pieces of art in the last 25 years

In retrospect, it's questionable whether or not this series managed to justify its existence for the entire seven season stretch, but at its best - a level which it often maintained - "Mad Men" was akin to a pitch-perfect adaptation of some lost Richard Yates novel beamed into your living room each week, with a level of production value and visual sophistication that absolutely elevated the medium of television.